"Rise, my valiant warriors. I am proud of your courage."
The assembled Ultramarines commanders rose, gazing excitedly at the figure seated upon the Throne.
"It was your courage and wisdom that spared Macragge from being trampled by the traitors of Chaos. Your names deserve to be inscribed within the Hall of Truth."
Calgar, whose armor still bore numerous slash marks and boot prints, looked deeply moved.
"It is our honor to fight for Ultramar, Father."
"Warriors, you are among the wisest of the Ultramarines. Now, tell me of our current situation."
"Yes, Father."
Ultramarines Chapter Master Calgar, First Company Captain Agemman, Second Company Captain Sicarius, and Chief Librarian Tigurius told Guilliman everything they knew in full detail.
This gave the Emperor's son a deeper understanding of the current situation.
Of course, there was also some less public information, such as roughly how many Astartes throughout the Imperium were his sons.
"Thank you for the information. It is a great help to me." Guilliman used the skills he had learned from his adoptive father, an Archon, to handle his sons and deftly draw out information.
"So... am I currently the only Primarch still around?"
Guilliman keenly noticed that his question made the Ultramarines commanders hesitate.
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"Have no fear, warriors. Tell me what you know. I give you my word."
Calgar glanced at Agemman, then both men raised their heads.
"Father, there is indeed another Primarch still around."
"Oh, who?" Guilliman asked, a little excited.
Was it Rogal Dorn? Or Vulkan?
Whoever it was, Guilliman felt it would make their situation much better.
"Horus Lupercal."
The air seemed to freeze in an instant.
Calgar watched his father draw a deep breath.
"Really?"
Agemman and Sicarius stepped forward.
"Father, it is true."
"My lord, I, Cato Sicarius, have fought that demon myself."